When classical training marries happy accidents

Category: Have Faith

This is not a story about me. It’s not a story about me. It’s not a story about me. It’s a story of the gracious redemption that God is weaving when we are unaware of the light but mighty sketches on our lives. Jesus offered redemption to the woman at the well. He offered redemption… Continue reading An Ounce of Redemption

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“Fank you for eatin’ da ice cweam wif us a’day,” NorBeff quietly whispered to me tonight through tears of offense that I was making her go to bed but not letting her sleep with a fork and a “biiiiig knife, pwease, Mom! It’s my favowite.” My little spark so fierce and so soft and so… Continue reading The Two Things I Want for My Girls

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You know how once you become a mother, it suddenly becomes an unspoken requirement to greet other mothers with, “Hey, Mama!” Well, Hey Mamas! Listen, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to ignore that as a generation of mothers, we seem to be finding more joy in broadcasting the trials of parenthood than in the job with… Continue reading The Well: A Motherhood Manifesto

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Tonight we dedicated Annablair to the Lord in a small, simple and intimate baptism in our home. We did the same thing with Nora Beth, and both ceremonies were so special to me as we commemorated that we will do our best and fight our fiercest to ensure that these darling girls are raised to… Continue reading A Commitment

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Nora Beth woke up from her nap yesterday with a case of croup. She went through the evening, night and most of today in great spirits, totally defying her barking cough and fever. She was exceptionally snuggly, which isn’t her norm, and at one point reached up, touched my mouth and whispered, “Mommy. Your lips… Continue reading The Fuel or The Fight

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On January 5, 2017, we joyously welcomed Annablair Emory Arey into our hearts, arms and lives. Undoubtedly this beautiful girl is a miracle. I love the Psalmist who describes the Lord knitting her form together inside of me. I just picture these supernatural knitting needles carefully and gently lifting and weaving each divinely-breathed thread and… Continue reading The Space Between Miracles

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“In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) And everyone went to their own town to register.” – Luke 2:1-3 They’re the opening lines of Luke’s account of Christ’s birth, and while I typically… Continue reading To Be Counted